Submit the blood to the ways of spirits
Carried to daylight's edge
And they will speak for a pouting mouth
Sunken in like a dredge
It's so easy when
When you make yourself
The final cull
It's easier done than said
Underneath, the worst part of me
The lower I sink, the fever's rising
The moment you arose, I bludgeoned all hope
So sick and delusional, but still I dug up that hole
Hole
Hole
Hole
All the phantoms
How they brought
The delirium
Let it rot
You should know
You should know
You should know
I've crawled out since then, you should know
Hole
Hole
Sever all threads
Sever all threads
I've crawled out since then, you should know
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